The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart: Including the Lay of the Last Minstrel; Marmion; the Lady of the Lake; the Vision of Don Roderick; Rokeby; the Lord of the Isles; Lyrical Pieces; Miscellaneous Poems and Ballads. With a Memoir of the Author. Illustrated by Engravings |
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Pàgina 16
... extraneous causes , among which a prominent place belongs to the
appearance of Byron . No man was more quicksighted'than Scott in perceiving
the ebb of popular favour ; and no man better prepared to meet the reverse with
firmness .
... extraneous causes , among which a prominent place belongs to the
appearance of Byron . No man was more quicksighted'than Scott in perceiving
the ebb of popular favour ; and no man better prepared to meet the reverse with
firmness .
Pàgina 24
I had been for some time married — was the father of a rising family - and ,
though fully enabled to meet the consequent demands upon me , it was my duty
and desire to place myself in a situation which would enable me to make
honourable ...
I had been for some time married — was the father of a rising family - and ,
though fully enabled to meet the consequent demands upon me , it was my duty
and desire to place myself in a situation which would enable me to make
honourable ...
Pàgina 44
... Encouraged thus , the Aged Man , After meet rest , again began . CANTO
SECOND . I. If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright , Go visit it by the pale
moonlight ; For the gay beams of lightsome day , Gild , but to flout , the ruins grey
When the ...
... Encouraged thus , the Aged Man , After meet rest , again began . CANTO
SECOND . I. If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright , Go visit it by the pale
moonlight ; For the gay beams of lightsome day , Gild , but to flout , the ruins grey
When the ...
Pàgina 51
... blood - hound , Lest his voice should waken the castle round ; The watchman's
bugle is not blown , For he was her foster - father's son ; And she glides through
the greenwood at dawn of light To meet Baron Henry , her own true knight .
... blood - hound , Lest his voice should waken the castle round ; The watchman's
bugle is not blown , For he was her foster - father's son ; And she glides through
the greenwood at dawn of light To meet Baron Henry , her own true knight .
Pàgina 67
He left his merrymen in the midst of the hill , And bade them hold them close and
still ; And alone he wended to the plain , To meet with the Galliard and all his train
. To Gilbert the Galliard thus he said : * Know thou me for thy liege - lord and ...
He left his merrymen in the midst of the hill , And bade them hold them close and
still ; And alone he wended to the plain , To meet with the Galliard and all his train
. To Gilbert the Galliard thus he said : * Know thou me for thy liege - lord and ...
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Frases i termes més freqüents
ancient arms band battle bear beneath blood bold brave brow Bruce called castle cause chief close dark death deep Douglas dread Earl English fair fear fell field fight fire gave give given glance hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven held hill hold holy horse hour James King knight lady lake land light living look Lord lost loud maid Marmion meet minstrel morning mountain ne'er never noble NOTE o'er once pass pride rest rock rose round Saint scarce scene Scotland Scottish seem'd seen side soon sound spear stand steed stood strong sword tale tell thee thou thought tide Till took tower train true voice wake warriors wave wild wind wood youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 89 - O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand...
Pàgina 44 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory...
Pàgina 100 - That day of wrath, .that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day...
Pàgina 192 - He staid not for brake, and he stopp'd not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he...
Pàgina 227 - The Border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon ! was the cry : Loud were the clanging blows ; Advanced, — forced back, — now low, now high, The pennon sunk and rose ; As bends the bark's mast in the gale, When rent are rigging, shrouds, and sail, It wavered mid the foes.
Pàgina 218 - Part we in friendship from your land, And, noble Earl, receive my hand." But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms, and thus he spoke : "My manors, halls, and bowers shall still Be open, at my sovereign's will, To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer. My castles are my king's alone, From turret to foundation stone — The hand of Douglas is his own ; And never shall in friendly grasp The hand of such as Marmion clasp.
Pàgina 257 - No rude sound shall reach* thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the daybreak from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the sedgy shallow. Ruder sounds shall none be near, Guards nor warders challenge here, Here's no war-steed's neigh and champing, Shouting clans or squadrons stamping.
Pàgina 228 - Fitz-Eustace, to Lord Surrey hie; Tunstall lies dead upon the field, His life-blood stains the spotless shield: Edmund is down; my life is reft; The Admiral alone is left, Let Stanley charge with spur of fire—- With Chester charge, and Lancashire, Full upon Scotland's central host, Or victory and England's lost. Must I bid twice? hence, varlets! fly! Leave Marmion here alone — to die.
Pàgina 590 - WHY weep ye by the tide, ladie? Why weep ye by the tide? I'll wed ye to my youngest son, And ye sail be his bride: And ye sail be his bride, ladie, Sae comely to be seen" — But aye she loot the tears down fa
Pàgina 230 - Ever, he said, that, close and near, A lady's voice was in his ear, And that the priest he could not hear, For that she ever sung, " In the lost battle, borne down- by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle with groans of the dying!